Jay-Z – Justify My Thug Lyrics  Share

From Jay-Z's album: The Black Album

Uhh, this feel right right here Quik
It^,s like it^,s ^,sposed to happen this one right here
Young! God damn..
.. let me justify my thug on this one right here

[Verse One: Jay-Z]
It goes one o^,clock, two o^,clock, three o^,clock rock
Five six seven o^,clock, eight o^,clock rock
Eleven o^,clock, twelve o^,clock, the party bout to pop
Then - Roc-A-Fella y^,all, it^,s your boy S. Dot
And I ain^,t never been to jail; I ain^,t never pay a nigga
to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself
I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell
I ain^,t never ran, never will
I ain^,t never been smacked; a nigga better keep his hands
to himself or get clapped for what^,s under that man^,s belt
I never asked for nothin I don^,t demand of myself
Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth
Death before dishonor and I tell you what else
I tighten my belt ^,fore I beg for help
Foolish pride is what held me together through the years
I wasn^,t felt which is why I ain^,t never played myself
I just play the hand I^,m dealt, I can^,t say I^,ve never knelt
before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail
But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself
If you don^,t give me heaven I^,ll raise hell
^,Til it^,s heaven

[Chorus - imitating Madonna]
Justify my thug! {*"For you!" - Run-D.M.C.*}
My thug.. (hoping..)
My thug.. (praying..) for you
to justify my thug!
My thug.. (hoping..)
My thug.. (praying..) for you..
{*"For you! Fresh" - Run-D.M.C.*}

[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
Now if you shoot my dog, I^,ma kill yo^, cat
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Just the unwritten laws in rap - know dat
For every action there^,s a reaction, don^,t have me relapsin
Relaxin^,s what I^,m about, but about mine
Don^,t be actin like you can^,t see street action
Take me back to +Reasonable Doubt+ time
You see my mind^,s on the finish line, facin the wreck
I put my muh^,fuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet
You understand I am chasin my breath
I am narrowly escapin my death, oh yes
I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster
Travellin Mach 5, barrelin, my power can stop God
God forgive me but I can^,t let them deliver me to you
Until, I won this race, then eventually
My engine gon^, burn out, I get whatever is meant for me
However it turns out fine - red line!

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight
And two wrongs don^,t make a right
But when you been wrong and you know all along that it^,s just one life
At what point does one fight? (Good question right!)
^,Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in it
Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half
Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs
When you play the game of life and the win ain^,t in the bag
When your options is none and the pen is all you have
or the block, niggaz standin tight, there^,s limits on the ave
Tryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cash
But can^,t put they name on paper cause, then you on blast
Mr. President, there^,s drugs in our residence
Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us
Mr. Governor, I swear there^,s a cover up
Every other corner there^,s a liquor store - fuck is up?

[Chorus]
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